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Showing posts with label addictions. Show all posts

Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Spiders!



When I see a huge spider lurking in the bathtub, I wonder what God was thinking of when he created such a thing. 

But on a damp, low-cloudy morning like today I can see a redeeming feature. As I walked round behind the neighbour’s home I marvelled at the lace doilies picked out in dew drops as they stretched between branches and twigs of gorse and honeysuckle. 

There is something so fragile and dainty about these structures, and yet I know that the silk the spiders spin is pretty heavy-duty. Normally these webs hang hidden, effective traps for hapless flying victims. Perhaps on mornings like this the spiders have to fast as insects perceive the danger and avoid the trap.

How easy it is for us to get drawn into situations which look attractive perhaps – as the webs do this morning. Equally, how easy it is to fall prey to hidden traps and not recognise what’s happened until we are struggling to be set free.

I’m thinking of addictions as well as sins. Things which we choose to become involved in as well as things which catch us unaware. Sometimes we can feel trussed up and waiting helplessly for some evil monster to devour us.

As Paul writes to the Galatians, though, it was for freedom that Christ has set us free. Jesus wants us to live lives free from addictions and free from fear. He wants to transform our minds so that we see his goodness and recognise that all that he offers is wonderful, offered in love and with no strings attached. 

He is not a spider lurking in the leaves, waiting for his next victim. He is the one who has already untangled any web we might construct or get caught in, and is just waiting for us to ask him to lift us out. 

Some entanglements are broken quickly and some resist for years but God’s main aim is to set us all free. That’s why Jesus came.

And as for spiders – keep outside of my house, where you can live out your destiny in freedom...

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Set a Spell


Set a spell.

No, not something from Harry Potter. 

The American backwoods way of inviting someone to take a seat and have a chat. 

Today is Sunday, and we have tried to ‘set a spell’, doing yesterday’s Crossword together (not altogether successful, as usual), walking Dusty together through the Enchanted Woods and past the Haunted House, talking a little, watching the rain through the sunshine (rainbow somewhere, I reckon). 

Everyone needs time to do very little. I’m not advocating laziness, but many people, including us, just keep on working, doing, going, talking, checking emails, etc etc.

In fact, perhaps I shouldn’t be on my emails and blog today. It would probably do me a lot of good to fast from those particular addictions every Sunday.

So I’ll cut this short. Tomorrow is another day, full of work, but also including a birthday party for a 90-years-young friend. 

For now, I’m just going to go over to the couch and set a spell.

How about you?